You lift from a daze and realize you are in the depths of the night. Slightly startled yet curious you mute what is not nature to your ears. All seems so clear.
Only on rare occasion does one hear their subconscious. Hearsay turned truth. Far away harmonies of waves hitting rock form passing winds outside. Drops of rain tap the window like someone shyly in disbelief. "Listen" they say "Listen".
Once it all Grows silent my consciousnesses returns to speak "There is such beauty bestowed upon the blind, that only very few with eyes see". Sight fading fading fading..... I will only sleep.
It beautifully journeys through from start to finish. I love the way it speaks of how our subconscious speaks to us in the silence and when all other senses are dulled. The last lines make me think of contentment now that you come to some understanding. Great poem Shane! You are subtle but blatant and that makes for a wonderful read. Thank you for sharing!
After reading several of your poems, i would say that this one struck me as the most beautiful. It's simplicity plays an important part in how beautiful it is. I love the poetic irony at the end of the poem, "I will only sleep", it is ironic in the sense that the unconscious is according to Freud, "unleashed" in one's sleep. It is unimportant whether you meant this or not, it is perhaps a subconscious play on your part as a poet. Additionally, i find your comparison between the blind who are bestowed by beauty and the very few who see it with their eyes, it has a somewhat similar notion to the capitalist blindness we are bestowed with these days (in that we are unable to see the world's true beauty for what it is, it's inevitable). For some reason, your last stanza reminds me of the Great Gatsby (the novel of course)
You've done well to capture that late night moment when for whatever reason reality drags you out of your dreams. I like the calm nature of this with the counterpoint of raindrops upon the window beckoning you to listen until once again you can hear something beyond attention, and see with closed eyes. Good job.
This is stunning. I would add "ever" between eyes and see on the second to last line though. As it is, that line does not flow as smoothly with the rest. But that is details. As a whole, this poem is amazing. "All seems so clear."
Whispers in the quiet corners of night, echoes rising from within, the heart, the mind. Listen, and see, but not with your eyes and ear; Listen to your soul's music, see the dance of your heart as it plays to the beat. Wonderful poem, Shane. Such beautiful language :)